Evicted
**
Snow, snow, you have to go.
My patience with you is at an all - time low.
Pack your bags and hit the road.
Take your iceberg and go, go, go.
Come on, sun, turn up the heat.
I'm so sick of this cold and sleet.
Hey, Mr. Sun, Send down your rays.
I'm fed up with gloom and haze.
Come on, spring, it's time to shine.
The robins are here; there are plenty of signs.
Now, Mr. Winter, hit the bricks.
You've been evicted, and NO! More tricks
Written on 3/17/2022
A BRIAN STRAND 1093
Brian Strand: Judged 2022 March 2
~~ 1st ~~
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